Negative Spaces

the cost of giving up

Prescription Void

Devilist Squad - Nightmare core

Devilist Squad - Legion

Devilist Squad - Bloodchain

[Verse 1]   



I’m wide awake inside the storm

   The light you gave still keeps me warm

   I feel the waves crash through my veins

   I’m breaking down,

 but I’ll rise again    



[Pre-Chorus]   



I’m holding on through all the pain

   Your voice is calling out my name



    [Chorus]  



 Don’t let me fade away, oh baby, please 

  I beg, can you hear my cries, tearing  

 Through the edge?   

I know you’ll never let my heart fade

   Into the gray, hold me, 

  Save me, 

be my light  

 Don’t turn away



    [Verse 2]



  I’m going under,

 this time I fear

  The storm within,

 the memories near

   I need somebody to heal this pain 

  Long as you don’t let me fade away 



   [Chorus]  



 Don’t let me fade away, oh baby, please 

  I beg, can you hear my cries, tearing 

  Through the edge?  

I know you’ll never let my heart fade  

 Into the gray, hold me, 

Save me, be my light 

  Don’t turn away  



[Bridge] 



Show me that our love will stay 

  Never fade, come what may

   Even though the memories remain 

  This pain we have will heal again  



  [Chorus]   

Don’t let me fade away, oh baby, please

   I beg, can you hear my cries, tearing 

  Through the edge? 

I know you’ll never let my heart fade

   Into the gray, hold me,

  Save me, be my light 

  Don’t turn away  



  [Outro]   



The storm is building inside my soul  

 Your voice calls out to make me whole  

 Remind me, love, we’ll never fade away  

 Please stop this fade of pain  


Don't Let Me Fade

Fear is the Hell Comes From"
(Part 1)

"Fear is the Hell comes from"
Do you know that feeling
When the world turns grey
When every color slowly
Fades away, I've tried it all
I've prayed, I've run
But I can't see the end

(Chorus)

The heart is pounding, why
Does this fear feel like where
Hell comes from
Please just help me breathe
Pull me out from underneath


(Part 2)


I’ve tried it all, I’ve prayed
I’ve run, but I can’t see
The end, I keep waiting for a sign to appear
But all I hear is the sound of fear
Someone, please just help me breathe
Pull me out from underneath

(Part 3)

Do you know that feeling
When the world turns grey
When every color slowly fades away
I’ve tried it all, the pills, I’ve taken
To keep this fear of the hell sound of fear
But it doesn’t stay away
When it wears off, the more
I take the numbness it away
But how long does this
This shit last till it’s all gone


(Chorus)

The heart is pounding, why
Does this fear feel like where
Hell comes from
Please just help me breathe
Pull me out from underneath


(Bridge)

I can’t see the sun, lost in the night
Feeling when everything around us
Has been burned, that feeling around us feels
Like hell comes from and…
That fear lives where it stays like
A disorder that you can never fix

(Final Chorus)

The heart is pounding, why
Does this fear feel like where
Hell comes from
Please just help me breathe
Pull me out from underneath

(Outro)
 
Take me somewhere I can feel again
A shadow that gr

Dear Parents Poetry (Broken In My Soul)

Drug Nduced CoMa

[Verus 1]

When people walk up to and start talking to you about something you have know Idea about but we had talked earlier that day
Getting dizzy Getting a insect crawling feeling up your back up to your head Getting the panic trigger anxiety threat instinct goes off flash back then poof
People calling you by the wrong name
Getting dizzy Getting a insect crawling feeling up your back up to your head Getting the panic trigger anxiety threat instinct goes off flash back then poof
Sometimes.

[Chorus]

Sometimes. I Sit in the passenger seat of the mind while Alice controls my mouth and body but im swear in a fog a haze a robotic like feeling is happening

[Verus 2]

In the waves of transparent heat my emotions
Rising off the asphalt where I lay beaten,
Bruised.
These drugs numb me out. I got nothing to lose, but no one notices when I start to lose
The grip I have on everything moving around me.
My emotions fill my hollow heart,
I thought I owned.
Taking the path less traveled,
Looking back at not one good memory I stored.
Why can't I feel like you feel today?
Emotions fly by me, missing the plans I had.
Feeling nothing, everything is so boring.

[Choruaj]

I Sit in the passenger seat of the mind while Alice controls my mouth and body but im swear in a fog a haze a robotic like feeling is happening


[Verus 3]

Trying to be normal is something I don't understand
Like the people I see walking around me
Disconnected
I'm so disconnected
Don't know how to act
Don't know what to say
Trapped in my mind
I can't escape my fate
Trapped in a body I can't control
In a weak state, going insane they take control
Panic sets in as I feel the sickness traveling up my throat
I'm hosting inside the machine
In world I left behind
I'm pulled apart inside
Inner dimensional chaos

[Bridge]

Sometimes. I Sit in the passenger seat of the mind while Alice controls my mouth and body but im swear in a fog a haze a robotic like feeling is happening

[Outro]

Fractured for 30 minutes maybe hours
But at times it's days or weeks I lose count of the moments I
Made and saved
Lost to the sense of time my soul breaks
I can't make sense of me today
I'm lost in a hole
I don't want to know
How I got to this place
Am I ever safe
When I blinked my eyes
I travel time
Realizing there's is something wrong
In the place where I shouldn't have enemies
Reality shifts what a fascination
I can't see clear
The world has a haze a filter of fog shielding the fear


Passenger Seat

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A place where light can hide, intrusive thoughts of suicide and a deep love  

The soul that was ripped apart, I hold in this vessel dreaming,

 For all my Scars and burns that run deep over my veins I must confide,

So my sights so empty I can only feel of moments that breathe, 

 So the edge of this knife, 

Cuts out the parts of the damage I hold, I pray to god they die with me,

Which I can not find relief, from the nightmares that rape my mind,

 Hollowing out myself, 

Just to walk among the living,

Disconnected, shapeshifting, wearing a mask of many smiles with blacked marble gloss eyes,

But underneath that mask 
Drowning in the mist of desire, 

Seeping in the blood of forever,

Standing to the angels of devour,

Bleed to sacrifice the inner child,

To awaken the monster of power,

Bred within the indulgence of a poppy flower,

I see the needle prick, bruises in the strawberry garden,

Resting in the hands of God's the goddess of sleep consumes the angels  of monsters,

Lost in a river of reflection so death strays to break its wings to relieve the trauma,

Bombs of memories fill my head, 

Flashes of pain scars my mind ,

a sadness blended with madness , forgotten to the times of endless existence,

So I remind myself I am alive in the fields of transcendental resistance,

To walking away to rise above the land of the living to run in the fires of hell,

It flows through my blood, 

Swimming in lost memories,

Shocked to the system my soul replaced with a gem of the divine,

So bored to the reality of the basic tastes of the senses of the reanimated, brings my senses passed the land of the living, breathing, Standing up to the demons of earth

Spiting in the face of the devil as the poppy flowers dance around me 

Drowning me in the bliss of the dawn of morning, eyes opening to the lies of the wicked to leek out the influence of the liquid death
Is the mask of the dead child , 

Now the man transformed into the chameleon  of flowers to the beholder,

  The child that was once my inner self ,  

That's been lobotomized, from the hands of the adversaries, 

For every time you screamed at me, for every time you beat me,

To the false feeling of love being used when you got to close to me,

Just to be ripped away by the infidelity but thankful you where destroyed ,  

 For I lived through a waking hell, 

From being tortured continually abandoned looking for love in the abusive void, 

Used sexually like a doll in a barless cage,

 A torment enduring the shame of feeling anything at all

The shame of having emotions,

 That bleed all over the floor, from the loss of my innocents,

Cradled deep below inside the dawn of my memory ,

I find myself crying to the sounds of the breaking morning,

As sleep is the enemy I must reflect on this,

Shattered like a church window,

The glass that is as stained as my soul 

Fractured but not lost forever

I one day will be whole  

Even if the pieces don't fit perfectly,   



October 27, 2025 at 11:57 PM


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